Blunts, thugs and alcohol, what a mixture
Just picture, ya life as a whole judged in court they convict ya
They telling you your state of mind, like you worthless
So he curses, his mom’s saying Bible verses
That's all she works with
But miracles never leave the churches
Instead, it hits the pockets of the Preacher just to purchase
A house, with a swimming pool
Labels me a sinning fool
I'm just a nikka who inherited a winning jewel
I know it's not just a line but I don't give a fukk. I'm blazed and this greatness needs to be recognized
